Dangerous lyrics

[Chorus: YG & Mozzy]
We on that gang sh*t, splat his brain sh*t
Hit his main b*tch, gang sh*t
Slidin' with the blicky, ridin' dangerous
Apesh*t, every day sh*t, I'm tryna quake sh*t
Straight b*tch, how you in the pen without no makeshift?
Straight b*tch, n*ggas turn pus*y on that Mace sh*t
Fake b*tch, I don't wanna f*ck her, she got facelift
Lane switch, out here road runnin' on that late shift
Claim to be a killer but double back with the same clique, woah

[Verse 1: YG & Mozzy]
How you sellin' coochie but ain't made sh*t, huh?
Thirty days are better at the Days Inn, yeah
f*ck taggin' on your wall, n*gga, we sprayin' sh*t
Put all the opps on a cot, we be layin' sh*t
And we poppin' up any sucker we catch poppin' out
And her partner booty is biggеr so I'ma swap 'em out
I don't sip with peasants, thesе n*ggas' sodas be watered down
We ain't finna argue on Insta', that sh*t is not allowed
YSL pants on, blicky on me poppin' out
We chase n*ggas down with Glock-9s for chasin' clout
b*tch, we some thugs, we sellin' drugs, f*ck is a drought?
How he a stepper when we stomped him out? (Ooh)

[Chorus: YG & Mozzy]
We on that gang sh*t, splat his brain sh*t
Hit his main b*tch, gang sh*t
Slidin' with the blicky, ridin' dangerous
Apesh*t, every day sh*t, I'm tryna quake sh*t
Straight b*tch, how you in the pen without no makeshift?
Straight b*tch, n*ggas turn pus*y on that Mace sh*t
Fake b*tch, I don't wanna f*ck her, she got facelift
Lane switch, out here road runnin' on that late shift
Claim to be a killer but double back with the same clique
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
They ain't really killers, these n*ggas b*tches (b*tch-ass n*ggas)
When you pull up to my hood, you see glizzies with a bunch of switches (Brra)
AR-15s holdin' hundreds and a lot of fifties
How I'm movin' dolo in your city? Killers rockin' with me (They rockin' with me)
Ayy, bullet-proof GLE, bunch of shottas with me (Shottas with me)
Call a n*gga "NLE," keep that chopper with me (Let's go)
b*tch I bless 'em, I ain't sneeze, I just c*ck and squeeze (c*ck it back)
In this b*tch with YG and a lot of P's (Gang)
Hell gang, bap or die, we threw a lot of B's (Gang)
I ain't speakin' rap beef, only Glockenese (Boom)
Gotta high-five opps 'cause they all dead (All dead)
Shoot a n*gga arm, leg, leg, arm, head

[Chorus: YG & Mozzy]
We on that gang sh*t, splat his brain sh*t
Hit his main b*tch, gang sh*t
Slidin' with the blicky, ridin' dangerous
Apesh*t, every day sh*t, I'm tryna quake sh*t
Straight b*tch, how you in the pen without no makeshift?
Straight b*tch, n*ggas turn pus*y on that Mace sh*t
Fake b*tch, I don't wanna f*ck her, she got facelift
Lane switch, out here road runnin' on that late shift
Claim to be a killer but double back with the same clique